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Play me

A grand piano has appeared on the Manhattan-side of the East River paired with Pierre Balmain Chambray Dress.

A grand piano is beached on the Manhattan shore of the East River beneath the Brooklyn Bridge, lodged in sand, submerged at high tide. New Yorkers are perplexed: not part of a previous art installation, the piano appeared out of thin air last week, too waterlogged to play. “Is it possible,” Gothamist asked, “that the piano washed ashore in one piece?” A city bewitched: plucky players are tickling its mute ivories, taking photos, packing picnics. The piano – long a foil for life with its capacity for both discord and harmony. This piano – a silent stand-in for New York stories, for pasts as mottled as this dress, an urban UFO. Its soaked symbolism recalls a Tom Waits-ism: “The piano has been drinking, not me.”